Don tapped Samantha's name on his speed dial and waited, hearing only a few rings before her voice came through the line. He could almost picture her smiling on the other end.
"Donnie!" Samantha's voice was soft but brimming with excitement. "I just finished watching your performance, sweetie. Goodness, you were so amazing out there! Silly old me was worried for nothing."
Don couldn't help but grin, a warm feeling settling in his chest. Having someone who cared this deeply for him was… well, it was something he never took for granted. He chuckled a bit before answering, "To be honest, I wasn't even sure I'd manage to beat that thing. I was planning to test it out a little, maybe even call a timeout if it beat me up. Its hits are no joke. I'm kinda surprised I even won."
Samantha's worry crept through, as predictable as it was endearing. "Oh, Donnie, are you badly hurt?"
